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[P; Urho]

POSTED: Wed Jun 22, 2016 9:02 am

Listen to many, speak to few

Arte had been given a hint as to what sort of weapon to look for but the hardest part, as it was turning out, was to actually find one. She hadn't really wanted to go to someone and be forced to beg for one. Instead she had gone out to try and scavenge one all on her own. That hadn't been working out for her. No matter where she looked she hadn't been able to find something similar to the picture that was in the book that she carried with her. It seemed that she was going to have to break down her pride and finally ask someone to craft the weapon for her.

She had heard of a blacksmith residing within Salsola though she had never spoken to him before. She didn't know how he would take the request or what he would want in return for it. She knew that not everyone valued knowledge as she did, in truth that was the only thing of value that she believed herself to possess. She wasn't a trader like her sister was and so she didn't keep around baubles and trinkets. She had her library and her writing and that was it.

Because she had never spoken with him, and had never sought out the blacksmith before either, she didn't know exactly where to find him. It left her wandering around Salsola in and attempt to find him. She had her encyclopedia of weaponry with her in order to show off what it was that she was after. Cirsium, her black bear, ambled along at her side. He was keen to go on an adventure. "Don't think he will be making you something too." She spoke to the bear. cautioning him against getting his hopes up for a weapon too. "He might not even do any work for me."

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POSTED: Tue Jun 28, 2016 3:55 pm

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Some in the Thistle Kingdom had sought him out for specific things to be made, as well as some things he'd already had in his possession. The Equinest already possessed two weapons from him — made for her newborn daughters at the time, who would be old enough to wield them now. Some other faceless loners in the area traded with him for some other things, utilities rather than weapons since not everyone was a warrior themselves. Urho didn't consider himself a warrior more than a smith or merchant by trade — less so, in fact.

His identity was a rumor that was starting to float through Salsola lands more. He helped more and more as the time passed and he rose through the ranks. This time, another higher ranked member had been seeking him out but without a name or a face to put to the skill. Of course, he hadn't exactly advertised himself as his family did as a business, but that was because they didn't belong to any one clan or group. Now, his work only spread through word of mouth, and he had to make sure his name was uttered among those mouths.

But now he saw a figure wandering the countryside, with a recognizable object in her arms and a strange, brotherly companion by her side. The Orchard was a frequent haunt of his for the regular traffic by other Salsolans as well as the plentiful apples that grew during the warmer months. He held a basket full of apples he'd picked off with a spear he'd made, cutting each one off the branches and catching it in the basket. Once he'd noticed the figure, he placed the basket on the ground and planted the spear beside it.

"Well, hello!" he greeted with a wide, squinting smile.

i just kind of assumed it was by the orchard since Urho's house is north of there anyway. lemme know if anything needs to be changed. | [wc — 300] template by hilli
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POSTED: Fri Jul 22, 2016 11:24 pm

Listen to many, speak to few

Arte wasn't really certain where she was headed but was determined to walk all of Salsola to find this one gentleman should she have to. She had to work up the nerve to even consider asking for a favor. She couldn't walk away with nothing now that she had finally summoned the courage to put this plan into action. There was no other course of action for her to take but to ask someone else to obtain this particular piece for her.

The large woman found herself among the orchard before she finally ran across someone else. She blinked slowly as she was actually greeted with a smile. Perhaps he had no idea of her reputation of being closed off. What other reason would there be for a smile to be cast in her direction when no other would do so. It was odd to receive such a friendly greeting when Arte certainly wasn't the sort to respond with such enthusiasm.

"Hello." The greeting was returned while Arte quickly looked over the man. She was taking in details about his appearance and committing them to memory. "I am looking for someone, perhaps you would be able to point me in the correct direction. There is supposedly a man whom makes weaponry, would you know of him?" She wasn't about to make the assumption that this may be who she was looking for. He certainly did have the mass to be moving about heavy objects but sometimes appearances weren't exactly how they seemed. While Arte was large and seemed that she would be more taken with physical pursuits it was the intellectual ones that she most preferred. Intellectual pursuits didn't require the same sort of endurance as physical ones did, and it was that sort of physical endurance that as her downfall. But to be Director she needed to sharpen her skills.

That is fine, I had tried to leave it vague since I didn't really know where Urho frequented the most. | [wc — 311] template by hilli
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